"What was big was not the trout, but the chance. What was full was not my creel, but my memory." Aldo Leopold
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"I do not hunt for the joy of killing, but for the joy of living, and the inexpressible pleasure of mingling my life, however briefly, with that of a wild creature that I respect, admire and value." John Madson Out Home
Eastern Tom Turkey 5/01
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